Trouble in Paradise- Mystery of the Elder Drake

Out in the wilderness was a certain young, battered angel. Camisole had come to the isle of drakes out of a desire to see the location. She loved hot weather and was curious about the dinosaurs rumored to be on the island. Besides, it was the weekend and it's not like she had anything better to do. She had spent her time so far just wandering around, taking in the environment. Despite being in a thick, tropical forest filled with dragons Cami was oddly at peace. Even if she managed to be a bit lost. Again.

She breathed in the warm air, before saying "Well, I'm on my own I guess. So long as none of the residents get to feisty I should be fine. Wait..." She probably just jinxed herself by saying that. Somehow she hadn't had any dino troubles but now she was probably going to have some sort of raptor come get her.

Hot Pants folded their arms, smiling at Helmet. Well, at least the guy has gusto, he always appreciated that. Before he could speak, he froze as the rouge raptor came up to them and hid behind Helmet. Back off you overgrown chicken, he's got a meat shield and isn't afraid to throw it at you. Seeing that it wasn't a wild animal, he relaxed a little and sighed with relief. 

"Ay, keep it on a leash. Don't want it to run off into the thicket there, you've seen how huge these things get." 
Speaking of huge, Bahamut, his and Duster's Behemoth, came into the scene curious about the smaller raptor. Seeing that it's nothing of interest, it took a resting position and bathed in the sun. That's the good shit right there.

Jokki then returned to her Demons but someone was missing. She rested her hands on her hips and scoffed, thinking about how she'll surely lecture Ruka about just leaving without her call.
"Ugh, here's to hoping we find his remains..."

She began to rally her Demons, taking into account everybody that hasn't decided to run off into the forest with reckless abandon. 

"Very well, if all of you already made necessary preparations then we need to make haste. The Fleetmaster isn't so worried about the dragon destroying the island, although it'd be a shame, but he is worried about it flying to the mainland. Those with Behemoths will become both our front and back line considering your Drakes can take more hits than the smaller bunch. The smaller Drakes will become scouts to sniff out any footprints or stool. Don't drift apart either. Remember that all the Behemoths we got from here prefer meat..." 

Mounting her own Dracolisle, she approached the forest line and waited for everybody to get in formation. Seeing this, Hot Pants smacked Shades' arm, bringing attention that they need to move on as well. 

"Ah fuck. Alright everybody," he called out, "Here's the briefing." 
He got on to a wooden box that was oh so graciously offered by the handler Goggles. Thanking her, he stood up on it.

"Our mission, according to this Fleetmaster, is to neutralize a Behemoth known as Xeno'Jiiva. Strappon has a different plan for it that the Fleetmaster agreed in that if we could tame it, we can keep it. We're to track the animal through any means possible and find it's nest where we will capture it. If there are any questions, please do speak up. We do have a specialist with us." 
He said this as he pointed to the handler who was waving excitedly. Yes, he's talking about her.

Cami responded to Boxer with almost no emotion, "Oh. Ya, it's you." Memories of the night with the Nephilim and the awful feeling at the end just flooded back to her. Quickly trying to avoid that she turned around to Father Crucifix.

"Nice to meet you I guess. Listen, I don't want to be forced to do something against my will. I'm not looking to go and capture this giant Xeno-something. I just want to take a break from everyone and all the choas going on. Besides, I'm not much help with this kind of thing anyway." She continued for a moment, before bumping into Raincoat. Oh right, forgot there was another one. The entire situation of meeting up with not just the person who reminded her of a pretty awful night, but a priest just made her feel incredibly awkward.

Mary Janes clings to Binyeo like a koala and he watches everyone roam about. He's a good good boy.

Virgin Killer licks the blood from her fingers and she looks around the group. "Brother, we need good bait. You have some steaks in your back correct~?"
Assless grins and he slips one out of a zip lock bag. "Of courrse my darrling~!" He snickers and wiggles the steak about. " We'll catch it dearrest."